September 14, 09:26.
It is a time that is not worth mentioning on the calendar or in the news, but it is the time that nearly a million people are waiting with bated breath.
These people used different Internet media to log into a voting website, which also increased the load on the website.
"What are you doing? It's stuck even after refreshing the webpage!"
"Is the server going to blow up?"
"Nan Bang, if the website server crashes, will you be compensated?"
"Fuck, it's not a game, how can I be compensated?"
"According to the operation model of this website, maybe there will be wwww."
In the situation where messages cannot be sent and are refreshed frequently without success, more of these complaints have to remain in reality.
They were scattered everywhere like raindrops outside the window, and couldn't wait to gather into water flow.
The event itself for the champion to participate in the launch is an excellent opportunity.
It has only been a few months, and although fans of the championship have had various online activities, this kind of activity that seems to involve offline exploration is obviously the first time.
It just so happens that we haven't had an offline gathering yet - someone has already taken advantage of the situation to suggest a face-to-face meeting, but everyone's replies can't be sent, and the guy who was lucky enough to send the proposal through the network card has no follow-up...
Literally stuck.
"What are you doing...little snake, can you give some advice to the official? At least upgrade and repair the server!"
This is what the roommate who is still pretending to have no contact with the authorities complained.
In response, the young man who had put on another puppet costume just looked at her with wisdom.
"puff……"
Seeing that the other party didn't stop himself, the young man had to question the point of his laughter: "Isn't this the cloth cover you prepared? Why can you laugh first?"
"But... haha, it's really funny! I just happened to see this thing when I was browsing the online store. I must have searched for the Little Snake armor and it was pushed."
"Sounds like my fault."
"Anyway, I'm right!"
"Ha..." The big round hand was placed on his forehead. The boy dressed as a puppet was worried that this pose could not twist the bridge of his nose, so he had to give up in the end.
"Forget it, I'll take you to school first."
"Teleporting again. Isn't my current physique enough to ride a motorcycle?"
"I don't want to be found by the police," the young man sighed, and looked at his ball-shaped hands that although he could hold chopsticks and hold a spoon arrogantly, but they were always a bit in the way through the soft fabric, he felt a little helpless, "And he looks like this. How do you ride a motorcycle?”
"Can't you? When I ordered it, I specifically chose the one that's convenient for movement. The customer service told me a lot of technical applications. What kind of technology and energy sources should not even block my sight?"
"It's technically possible, but legally, how do I explain to the police that a puppet is riding a motorcycle?"
"Isn't Kamen Rider filming just about wearing a leather suit and riding a motorcycle?"
"Is this a thing?"
"Oh, just let Beatrix-chan say it!"
Although he really wanted to ask when the two of them became so familiar, or if it was just a one-sided affectionate title, he looked at the time and chose to stop the loss of his mood: "... too much time was wasted. Let’s go now.”
If the delay continues, until 9:29, he might hear more blood-pressure-raising speeches.
——
But in fact, what the young man was worried about did not happen on time.
He overestimated the endurance of the site itself.
Unexpectedly, it is not only his nearly one million fans who are squatting on the news, but also more passers-by who are not fans of the champion, but are somewhat interested in the event itself, and are adding pressure to the website as a follow-up echelon.
But obviously, few users will mourn the downed server.
“What a terrible, useless server.”
There will also be radicals like Ms. Shirah Narita who look at their mobile phones and speak without politeness.
"What? It's really stuck?"
Qianming, who was squatting under the optical cover and looking at the factory in the distance, turned around and raised his hand to pat her shoulder.
"Don't worry about that thing. The content should be no different from the information we got from Omer."
"Maybe even a little something missing."
"Come here and stare at that red-haired man with me. Yes, the one with a very strong physique. My exploration gadget shows that that guy is not only a time traveler, but also a cosmic being."
"Isn't there a shortage of cosmic people in this place?"
Bai Ren followed the instructions and crossed out the web page. He pressed the standby button to prevent his mobile phone desktop from being seen by his companions. He turned to look at the chemical factory. The contact lenses attached to his eyeballs showed all kinds of weird worker shapes.
Although they all walk upright on two legs, this is the only thing they have in common. Neither the face nor the body outline looks very human. Occasionally, there are a few that are highly similar to humans, and they still have pointed ears or animal ears.
The guy Qianming asked her to look at was a man who couldn't tell the difference between him and a human being, but the detection system itself also told him that he was a man from space.
But according to intelligence, this factory itself is a large factory that produces aviation building materials. It is not surprising that there is a group of alien workers in a place like this.
So the work of the group of workers seemed to be going smoothly, and the surveillance people here were also very patient.
Be patient enough that some people are secretly surfing the Internet.
Of course, this problem is quite big.
Although the silent mode is turned on, a ringtone will not expose one's low-level mistakes, but for a truly stealthy infiltration, the network signal itself is enough to become a hidden danger.
But it is obviously not a covert infiltration stage at the moment. It would be better to say that after the two and a half days of investigation, there is no room for covert infiltration.
It is simply screening targets based on clues and intelligence, conducting on-site inspections, and then eliminating suspicions before heading to the next place——
It's quite boring, like a long quest line in an uninteresting RPG game.
However, one party had been a detective and the other had been a mercenary, so they both expected this. After all, many times the investigation itself is a boring process.
There are indeed exciting parts, but in the whole process, they are like fragments.
For people who are interested in this Tao, their pleasure usually lies not in the action itself, but in the meaning that the action itself can derive.
Like the pursuit of their own breakthroughs in self-ability, or the satisfaction brought by solving puzzles - such special pursuits allow them to not only endure, but even find fun in it.
Without that...that's jail time.
Narita Shiruhito is in jail. After all, her original intention of acting was not because of fun, but because...
Glancing at the phone she turned around and took out again, Qian Ming shook her head helplessly.
"That guy is different from the previous cosmic beings. He is a very rare Salome star in the illustrated book."
"The one who looks exactly like a human?" Bai Ren had a vague impression, more or less from supplementing some knowledge.
"Yes, they have a lot of grudges against the Ultra clan. They are a very proud nation in the universe."
Qianming nodded: "And pay attention to the scars on that man's face..."
She swiped the air to reveal a dimly lit photo on the terminal.
Although it was dim, one could see three people standing there, and the clearest part was the slight lines on their faces.
"I thought it was some kind of pattern." Bai Ren whispered.
"It turned out to be a scar," Qianming nodded, "Let's go investigate the identity of the other party."
"Why don't you just throw yourself down and ask?"
"Finishing is very troublesome. I'm not deep, so I'm not very good at spiritual source energy."
"It's up to you, you are responsible anyway." Bai Ren gave up the argument.
The division of labor between the two of them was that Qian Ming would do it if they needed to negotiate, and she would take the lead if they needed to take action. Since the other party wanted to use that method so much, there was no need for her to rush to do it.
When I turned around and continued to browse my phone, I was surprised to see that the event page of the voting website came out normally.
Then, when Qianming had already gotten out of the bunker and walked a short distance towards the factory in the distance, Bai Ren ran to her at the speed of a foot, holding the mobile phone.
"Wait a minute, things have changed."
She raised her phone and showed the terrain location on it: "Omo asked us to gather directly here."
"?" Qian Ming was stunned for a moment, and then realized something.
"Have you gained something so quickly?"
"should be……"
Swiping at the amount of replies superimposed under the activity on the screen at an alarming speed, even Bai Ren himself, who often hangs out there, cannot accept this efficiency.
"Anyway, let's go meet up first."
"Well……"
Hesitantly looking at the clue that had gone away, and then at the communication channel Bai Ren had drawn, Qianming sighed.
As expected, investigation is a boring process.
The description at the end of the previous chapter was warned by the editor and the description method was changed. There may be misalignment in this chapter. Please forgive me.
